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wiildroses · 3 months

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tag drop 1/??

🌹 ( 𝐁. 𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓 ) : beautiful wildflower grow untamed

🌹 ( 𝐊. 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐇 ) : never trust your fears they don't know your strength

🌹 ( 𝐑. 𝐆𝐄𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄 ) : a queen will always turn pain into power

🌹 ( 𝐉. 𝐉𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐔 ) : she conquered her demons and wore her scars like wings

🌹 ( 𝐂. 𝐎𝐒𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐃 ) : she's a mess of gorgeous chaos and you can see it in her eyes

🌹 ( 𝐑. 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 ) : you're a sunday morning kind of beauty

🌹 ( 𝐂. 𝐉𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒 ) : she was everything real in a world of make-believe

🌹 ( 𝐌. 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐒 ) : sometimes an angel‚ sometimes a hell-raiser‚ always a strong woman

🌹 ( 𝐊. 𝐒𝐎𝐇𝐌𝐀 ) : she’s the perfect amount of chaos and peace

🌹 ( 𝐓. 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀 ) : a soft spirit in a hard world

🌹 ( 𝐀𝐇𝐍 𝐆𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆 ) : she is a mess but she’s a masterpiece

🌹 ( 𝐂𝐇𝐀 𝐇𝐘𝐄𝐎𝐍 ) : she’s the perfect amount of chaos and peace

🌹 ( 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐘 ) : she was an ocean of sunsets and riptides

🌹 ( 𝐍𝐀𝐊𝐒𝐔 / 𝐌𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐎𝐊 ) : she rose from the ashes and danced in the fire

🌹 ( 𝐏𝐎𝐍𝐘𝐎 ) : let the waves carry you where the light cannot

🌹 ( 𝐉. 𝐖𝐄𝐒𝐓 ) : she wasn't fragile like a flower; she was fragile like a bomb

🌹 ( 𝐊. 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐍 ) : remember to live while you're busy surviving

🌹 ( 𝐋. 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐅𝐎𝐍𝐆 ) : with a spine of steel and a roar like thunder she will rise

🌹 ( 𝐕. 𝐒𝐀𝐖𝐘𝐄𝐑 ) : she's such a soft thing and still lets everything made of fire run so wild in her veins

🌹 ( 𝐀. 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐀 ) : the ocean taught her to love and to let go

🌹 ( 𝐂. 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐒 ) : she is a rose; delicate as a petal but strong as a thorn

#🌹 ( 𝐁. 𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓 ) : beautiful wildflower grow untamed #🌹 ( 𝐊. 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐇 ) : never trust your fears they don't know your strength #🌹 ( 𝐑. 𝐆𝐄𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄 ) : a queen will always turn pain into power #🌹 ( 𝐉. 𝐉𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐔 ) : she conquered her demons and wore her scars like wings #🌹 ( 𝐂. 𝐎𝐒𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐃 ) : she's a mess of gorgeous chaos and you can see it in her eyes #🌹 ( 𝐑. 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 ) : you're a sunday morning kind of beauty #🌹 ( 𝐂. 𝐉𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒 ) : she was everything real in a world of make-believe #🌹 ( 𝐌. 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐒 ) : sometimes an angel‚ sometimes a hell-raiser‚ always a strong woman #🌹 ( 𝐊. 𝐒𝐎𝐇𝐌𝐀 ) : she’s the perfect amount of chaos and peace #🌹 ( 𝐓. 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀 ) : a soft spirit in a hard world #🌹 ( 𝐀𝐇𝐍 𝐆𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆 ) : she is a mess but she’s a masterpiece #🌹 ( 𝐂𝐇𝐀 𝐇𝐘𝐄𝐎𝐍 ) : she’s the perfect amount of chaos and peace #🌹 ( 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐘 ) : she was an ocean of sunsets and riptides #🌹 ( 𝐍𝐀𝐊𝐒𝐔 / 𝐌𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐎𝐊 ) : she rose from the ashes and danced in the fire #🌹 ( 𝐏𝐎𝐍𝐘𝐎 ) : let the waves carry you where the light cannot #🌹 ( 𝐉. 𝐖𝐄𝐒𝐓 ) : she wasn't fragile like a flower; she was fragile like a bomb #🌹 ( 𝐊. 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐍 ) : remember to live while you're busy surviving #🌹 ( 𝐋. 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐅𝐎𝐍𝐆 ) : with a spine of steel and a roar like thunder she will rise #🌹 ( 𝐕. 𝐒𝐀𝐖𝐘𝐄𝐑 ) : she's such a soft thing and still lets everything made of fire run so wild in her veins #🌹 ( 𝐀. 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐀 ) : the ocean taught her to love and to let go #🌹 ( 𝐂. 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐒 ) : she is a rose; delicate as a petal but strong as a thorn

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ozma914 · 11 months

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Fish Fry To Support Albion Firefighters Coming Up

If you should be near Albion during the Chain O’ Lakes Festival, don’t forget to drop in on the fish and tenderloin fry at the fire station Wednesday, June 7th. This has been an annual tradition for many decades, with proceeds going to equipment and training for the Albion Fire Department. (Indiana, for those of you near other Albions.)

It’s from 4:30-7:00 p.m., with a price of $12 for adults and $8 for children under 12, and it’s darned good food for a good cause. I should know, having eaten it almost every year for ... a long time. The AFD is at 210 Fire Station Drive, on the east end of town. (It's traditional, when a town has a Fire Station Drive, to build the fire station there.)

While you're there ask someone for a copy of Smoky Days and Sleepless Nights, the Albion Fire Department's history book, which goes for just $9.95. Come on, you know you want to donate that extra nickle. It took me 25 years to write!

Okay, so I wasn't writing the entire 25 years.

Donations to the department get us all sorts of stuff, much of which helps keep us alive.

http://markrhunter.com/ https://www.amazon.com/-/e/B0058CL6OO https://www.barnesandnoble.com/s/"Mark R Hunter"

#fund raising #fund raiser #firefighters #donations #fish fry #events #humor #albion indiana #albion fire department

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incorrecthermitquotes · 29 days

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X: so what are all your skills?

Doc: I'm a master fighter and skilled weapon smith

Stress: I'm the world's greatest healer and creator of the flower potion

Tango: I'm a master fire-raiser who learned from literal demons and a sword fighting prodigy

Joe: I make good life choices

X: that's not really-

Doc: no trust us. he's our most important member

#hermitcraft #incorrect hermitcraft quotes #incorrect quotes #docm77 #xisuma #stressmonster101 #tangotek #joe hills

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babydollmarauders · 5 months

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MEDIA MANAGEMENT — JACK HUGHES (23-24 SZN PART 17)

au masterlist

y/ndevils00

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y/ndevils00 WE ARE SO BACK, BABIES!!

your mighty lil hell raisers won 5-2 tonight against the flightless birds, and SURPRISE!! I WAS THERE!!

what a happy “welcome back to Pitt” to my lovely former-bumblebee-color-wearing bestie, Johnny Rockets!

i’m so proud of all of our goal scorers tonight, one of which is not pictured because he wouldn’t let me order a drink at dinner last night (*cough* Bratter *cough*)!

it was also AMAZING to see my sweet Edward Cullen again, you can see in the fourth photo how much he missed me! doesn’t he look positively overjoyed?!

oh, and: p.s. that one player, number 87 on the penguins? yeah he got a penalty. HA! don’t trip my boys, Sidney. i know where you sleep.

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user19 IS THIS WHAT THE CROSBY HATTY THING LAST RECAP WAS ABOUT?! SHE WAS HINTING THAT SHE WAS COMING TO THIS GAME?!

naterbastian that’s a blurry pic

y/ndevils00 hop off my dick, nathan

naterbastian no

y/ndevils00 NO?!

y/ndevils00 @/dawson1417 how do i solve this?

dawson1417 maybe you could take less blurry pictures? i’m not sure about this one tbh

y/ndevils00 @/dawson1417 USELESS!

dawson1417 oh :(

y/ndevils00 @/dawson1417 WAIT NO! I’M SORRY! I DIDN’T MEAN IT! YOU’RE MY BESTEST FRIEND AND I LOVE YOU SO MUCH! EVEN MORE THAN JOHN

john.marino97 HELLO?! I’M RIGHT HERE?!

y/ndevils00 @/john.marino97 oh hi John!

user35 DID Y/N JUST THREATEN SIDNEY CROSBY?!

user99 I FEAR THIS IS WHEN SHE GETS FIRED

holtz_10 why is Crosby pictured?

ryangraves27 what i look is terrified because i didn’t even know you were in town

y/ndevils00 it was a surprise!! were you surprised?!

ryangraves27 did he know you were coming?

y/ndevils00 nope! showed up at his house like “BOO!”

user01 who the hell are they talking about?

jackhughes i’m glad the team won and i’m glad you’ve had fun, can you come home now?

y/ndevils00 aww you miss me 🥹

jackhughes yeah, sure, but also, LSH has chewed through my phone charger, has been scratching at the couch, and bit Nico’s hand

y/ndevils00 i put her in charge of keeping the house in order while i’m gone. sounds like she’s doing great!

jackhughes i’m a human and she’s a cat??

y/ndevils00 she’s also smarter than you, my love

jackhughes did you just call me dumb?

y/ndevils00 oh my sweet, sweet himbo, i love you to pluto and back

jackhughes um, yeah, i love you too, dove

holtz_10 hello??? why is Crosby pictured??

y/ndevils00 shhh i ignore stupid questions

jesperbratt i didn’t want you to get drunk, please don’t hold it against me

y/ndevils00 aww okay 🥺 i’m sorry for leaving you out of the post, thank you for looking out for me!

jackhughes how do you do it?!

jesperbratt @/jackhughes i’m cute 🤷🏼‍♂️

jackhughes oh fuck off Bratter, obviously i’m cute too, i’m her boyfriend

curtislazar95 WE WON

y/ndevils00 YOU WON!! I’M SO PROUD OF YOU FOR NOT MAKING US LOSERS ANYMORE

curtislazar95 thank you?? i think??

y/ndevils00 YOU’RE WELCOME!!

y/ndevils00 notice how we win when @/tmeier96 isn’t playing… it’s cause he called me a bitch and the universe has my back

tmeier96 if i could insult you, you would be so sad right now

y/ndevils00 hmm but you CAN’T insult me! because i’m perfect!

tmeier96 actually it’s because after tuesday nights comments, Jack threatened to slap-shot a puck to my face if i insult you again

y/ndevils00 awww @/jackhughes that’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever threatened for me 🥹🫶

jackhughes do people often threaten others for you?

y/ndevils00 of course?? i’m lovable and everyone i know wants me to be protected and loved!

tmeier96 well… i highly doubt EVERYONE you know…

y/ndevils00 watch it, Meier!

user56 idk, thats two posts in a row with Sidney Crosby… i’m starting to get suspicious

user13 i wanna know who the mysterious “he” is that they keep discussing!

user07 same! like, is it the same “he” every time?! and if so, if she showed up at his house, does that mean he lives in Pitt?

user22 all i’m saying is it’s suspicious and she better not be cheating on Jack

user91 @/user22 oh please! not only is she obviously head over heels for Jack, but if she were to cheat, i highly doubt everyone on the team, including Jack, would know and openly discuss him on a public platform

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#media management au!#media management series <3 #jack hughes #jack hughes x reader #jack hughes imagine #jack hughes blurb #jack hughes fic #nj devils #nhl fic #nhl imagine #faithlynn’s insta edits <3 #faithlynn’s writings <3

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a1307s · 4 months

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Take Me From You #3

(Jason Todd)

[Art is not mine! Credit to Naijarski]

Requested by: ynight14 and RavenMoore7799

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Y/N: Your Name

Word Count: 2,814

Warnings and/or Pre-notes:

Gets a little heated at the end

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I can hear the blood beating against the veins in my ears, drowning out the sound of Y/N and Bruce yelling at each other. The scene is almost funny. A hysterical Batman screams at Y/N to not kill as Y/N yells at him for being a murderer. A poor drug dealer sitting between the two screaming adults, confusion and fear on his face. I can feel the laughter brewing in my throat from the scene in front of me.

Even with the mask covering a good chunk of her face, Y/N is as beautiful as she was the last time I saw her. Though she's more filled out than she was when we were fifteen, that only makes her prettier and is expected. She's not going to look the same as she did four years ago. Honestly, she could be in a flour bag, and I would still think she's the most perfect person in the room.

Despite the funny scene in front of me, my heart races. I haven't seen her in years. I didn't even know if she was still in Gotham, let alone still in contact with Bruce. Given, it doesn't seem like good or willing contact, but it's still contact.

Y/N's hair bounces around as she yells, making my fingers ache with the want to run them through it. The want to touch her, hold her, and hear her voice is overwhelming. Well, hear her talk to me in a normal tone at least, but I'm happy to hear her in any way, even if she is yelling. At Bruce, of all people.

"I'm done. I'm done with you, you're helpless!" Bruce yells, throwing his hands up as he parades himself in a little circle. Y/N must have been a big hell-raiser over the years to get a response like that. The bat grabs the drug dealer, dragging him away as he mumbles to himself.

I watch as Y/N turns on her heels, tilting her head back and forth as she uses her hand as a puppet, mimicking Bruce's meltdown as she walks away. It's good to see that she still has her humor. Good to see that Bruce hasn't managed to get her killed yet either.

I follow after her, staying hidden as she walks away. I should talk to her, tell her I'm back. Maybe she knows though. I mean Bruce and Dick know so I would assume Y/N and Alfred know too. Though, if Bruce and her are fighting like this all the time I wouldn't be surprised if Bruce 'forgot' to mention my revival. It's a petty move that would be right up his way.

Y/N turns down an alley, so I wait a second, just in case. The sound of metal scratching concert fills the night. It's quickly replaced by soft clicks of boots against metal. I poke my head around the corner, watching as she climbs up the fire escape. I slide forward, grabbing a hold of the latter before it slides back into place.

I don't know why I feel the need to stay hidden as I watch her slide open a window and crawl in. Well, I kind of know. I don't know if it's best for me to just pop back into her life. Maybe she has a boyfriend or a husband. Maybe she has a whole family. If she has settled in life, what gives me the right to tear that up?

I know it's selfish of me to hope her life ended when I died. What kind of shitty person hopes that? Me. I hope for that. Given, I also hope she's had a fulfilling life since my passing, I just hope it wasn't with another man.

As I climb up the fire exit, ideas of how to kill Y/N's imaginary boyfriend circle my head. Maybe Bruce is right, maybe I am crazy. I try my best to be silent as I follow Y/N's path. Once I'm on her floor level, I push myself against the brick wall, not wanting to startle her. Well, I'm doing it mostly to catch a breather and prepare for the worst.

It takes a second, but once my courage is built up, I move, looking into her window, only to be met with a gun barrel in my face. "What the fuck Y/N?!" I yell, raising my hands in a sign of surrender. It would be pretty shitty to come back to life just for my girlfriend - ex-girlfriend? - to blow my head off.

My eyes scan over her maskless face, taking in her bright eyes, her cheekbones, and her lips. God her lips. It might just be the horn-dog in me, but I've missed her kissing me the most. Well... I can think of other parts of her I missed more. Off-topic, very off-topic thoughts. My... Y/N is holding a gun to my face and my identity is still very much hidden in my helmet. I need to stay on topic.

"Who the fuck are you?" She yells, her finger featherily light on the trigger. Her body shifts some, causing a small clinking sound.

My eyes drop down to her neck, the direction the sound came from. Wrapped around her neck and resting on her chest is a black chain with two rings strung on it. One is a basic black ring, with a red band through it. Even from here, I can make out the words on it. Curved on the inner side of the band are the words 'Come home to me' with Y/N's name next to it.

The other band is a copy of the first but with a small ruby held in the middle. 'Be safe for me' is curved into this one, my name next to the wording. It's the first thing I ever bought Y/N. I bought it when we were thirteen, the cheesy words curved into them being enough to back that up. It took three weeks of pickpocketing to afford, but it was worth every penny.

"Who. The fuck. Are you?" Y/N repeats, empathizing her words more.

"Um... Jason... Todd..."

Y/N's face shifts to confusion and then anger. "Last time I checked, Jason Todd is buried in a box in the Gotham Graveyard. So, try again asshole."

"Bruce buried me in the fucking public graveyard? Didn't even cross his mind to bury me in the Wayne Graveyard? What the fuck?" I say before I can stop myself.

"What is going on?" Y/N murmurs, shaking her head some as her eyes widen. "Go... go away murderer," she says, pointing the gun down before slamming the window shut.

Murderer? Like she wasn't just fighting with Bruce over her wanting to murder someone. I stand still, hands still in the air as I watch Y/N march around her apartment, panic-cleaning as she talks to herself. Her head keeps shifting around like she's trying to erase what just happened. Hopefully, this isn't how she would react if a different murderer appeared outside her window.

Once my head is on straight again, I push the window open, the wood of it yelling in discomfort as it moves. Y/N keeps pacing around, muttering to herself about crazy people and leaving Gotham. I carefully crawl in, making sure not to knock into anything.

I let myself rest against the windowsill, watching her pace around the small apartment. How has she lived this long if this is her response to a stalker? Maybe I caused her a mental breakdown.

A small smile rests on my face as I tug off my helmet and set it on the side table placed next to the window. It's littered with loose change and bullets. Good to see she still has a careless air to her. I always found it cute when we were younger. It made me feel needed, knowing she wouldn't pay attention to the small details even if it would make her life easier. I liked doing those things for her, I like her needing me to do those small things, even if it's not things that need to be done.

I snap my mask off as well, placing it next to my helmet. Y/N continues to mutter and pace, occasionally throwing a phrase or two at me as she works her thoughts out. I look around her space. There's not much of it, which I'm not surprised about. It is an apartment in Gotham after all. Her living space is filled with bookcases, all of them filled to the seams with books and movies. There's a big, overstuffed couch across from a pricey television, probably an apology gift from Bruce. He's good at replacing emotions with money, which is easy to do when you have enough for ten lifetimes.

Y/N's kitchen is littered with recipe books, loose papers, random dishes, and spices all over the counters. Her fridge is littered with pictures and more papers. Her bathroom and bedroom doors are swung open, unsurprisingly. She sucks at closing doors.

Just like Y/N's kitchen, her bathroom counters are littered with makeup. Her bedspread is a mess, but besides that, her room is pretty straight and tidy. Even the nightstand by her bed is item less besides a lone alarm clock. That's not usual for her, maybe Y/N does have a boyfriend. A boyfriend who doesn't mind taking care of the small details for her, just like I used to do.

From here, I can see the edge of a small table, a deep green cloth drooping off of it, that's tucked into a corner of her room. I let my curiosity get the better of me and push myself off the windowsill, making sure to close it behind me or else it'll be left open for the next two to three weeks.

I walk into the room, expecting a hidden mess, but there's none to be found. I let my gaze settle on the mystery table that's not so much a mystery anymore.

In the middle of the table is a picture of me. Well, a picture of us. It's from our first date night at the manor. I'm stretched out on the couch, my head in Y/N's lap and her hands tangled in my hair as we both smile at the camera.

On either side of the picture is a candle; A white one for peace and a pink one for love. Each is held in a gold candle holder. In front of the picture is a few things. One is a bowl of Skittles, my favorite candy. To the left is a small, blue, empty bowl, and to the right is a full, red bowl.

In the full bowl is the jewelry I use to wear; my dog tags Bruce gave me, the pocket watch I got from Alfred, the matching Robin bracelet from Dick, and my family cross I got from my mother.

"So... you are alive," Y/N says, pulling my attention from the altar to her, standing in the doorway. She keeps shifting her weight and her fingers tap against the wood. It would only be more obvious that she's nervous if the word was stamped onto her forehead.

"So, you made me an altar," I tease, trying to help Y/N calm down and loosen up some.

"Of course, I made you an altar, Jay. You're Hispanic, it's part of your culture. Just because Bruce won't respect it doesn't mean I won't," Her words come out hot and fast, like she's embarrassed that I saw her memorial of me. "Dumb, stupid, ginger ass, Hispanic boy," she mumbles, walking into the room.

"Not my fault a Hispanic woman fell in love with an Irish man," I shoot back, watching as she slides onto her bed, her eyes looking everywhere but me.

"I know," she mutters, lying back on her bed. "So... you must have one hell of a story to tell me."

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Ever since my lap around the Lazarus pit, it's been weird waking up. Mostly because my body doesn't remember it's alive yet, and partly because my subconscious has the same feeling, which means it takes a second to remember to breathe in the morning.

Just like every morning, it takes me a second to remember how to breathe along with taking some time to remember I'm not in a box in the ground. I can feel pressure on my chest. It isn't dirt, it's just my mind playing tricks on me. Just a PTSD attack. It'll clear up any second now.

Except, it doesn't clear up. I debate on whether I should open my eyes or not. Sometimes opening my eyes makes the attack worse. I don't want to take that chance. There's nothing on my chest, I'm fine. I repeat the thought as I slide my head over my chest. Instead of coming in contact with myself, my fingers slide into a bundle of hair. Well, that's not dirt but the sure as shit is something or someone on top of me.

I slowly open my eyes, being met with the sight of Y/N curled up on top of me. I can feel the smile crossing my face as I look down at her. She looks so peaceful, fast asleep, softy breathing as she clings to me. I've missed these peaceful moments with Y/N. Most days memories like these were the only thing keeping me going.

I shift a bit, peaking at the alarm clock on her nightstand; Five sixteen. I didn't plan on spending the night, but there was a lot to talk about, and a lot of time to make up for. Most of the time was spent with me explaining everything from the past four years, my death, the Lazarus pit, my service in the League of Assassins, my reappearance in Gotham, and the newly forming hatred between Bruce and me.

I guess we ended up falling asleep on accident, especially since my boots are still on. That, and Y/N is still in her spandex suit.

I shift again, flexing my arm and fingers to try and shake the static feeling out of the arm Y/N's head is on. Despite my efforts to not wake her, Y/N stirs, shifting around on top of me. She whines a bit, her body scooting down my body as she moves. It feels nice having her weight on me, feeling her body heat crashing into me. "Good morning," I whisper, rubbing my hand through her hair.

"Good morning," She whispers back, pressing a sloppy kiss into my chest. It's sweet, but I wish my shirt was off, I wish I could feel her lips against my bare skin. "You're alive," she adds, sleep still very evident in her voice.

"I'm alive," I repeat, wrapping my free hand around her back. I pull her up my body, her legs squeezing my sides as her head tucks into my neck. I struggle with being alive again, a lot. It's hard dealing with Bruce. It was hard being in debt to Ra's Al Ghul. Despite that all, in this very moment, it's so worth being alive.

I flip us over, Y/N's hold still strong on me as I do so. I prop myself up with my knee, not wanting to crush her under me. "I missed you so much," I murmur, sliding my hands under her shirt, the spandex clinging to both of us now.

"I missed you too," Y/N answers, sliding her hands into my hair, her fingers twirling the strands around themselves. I push her shirt up, laying kisses across the newly exposed skin. It's been so long since I've seen her, smelt her, touched her. After four long years of nothing but my thoughts of her, I can finally play out all my fantasies. I mean, there's no better way to start the day than with a bang.

Soft mewls fall from her, only encouraging me more. If I had my way, I would keep her locked away in this apartment. Just her and me, and my longing for her. Nothing but her begging for me and me answering her every beck and call.

"Y/N?" I hum against the skin of her stomach. She tugs softly on my hair, letting me know she's listening. "We're going to stay right here, all week. Maybe even two weeks."

"I... I can't. I have work."

"Not anymore. You're not leaving this apartment until we play out every last thought I've had of you. All four years' worth." Her legs tighten around me, an easy sign of her getting needy, an easy sign of me getting my way. I smirk to myself, dipping my hands down to her thighs. "After all, making you feel good is the least I could do after letting Bruce take me from you." Y/N lets out a breathy moan, letting me know I won.

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#young justice #young justice oneshot #jason todd oneshot #jason todd x reader #jason todd #redhood oneshot #redhood x reader #redhood

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rach-amber · 3 months

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Max & Rachel

These two are as similar as they're different. Definitely some quantum fate entanglement involved lel

Max moved away from Arcadia, her childhood hometown, to Seattle, unwillingly. And then came back.

Rachel moved away from Long Beach, where she was raised/ her childhood hometown, to Arcadia, kinda unwillingly. Has been wanting to get out ever since.

It seems like Max got what Rachel had been dreaming of-- to return to her hometown.

Max moving away is part of what broke Chloe down. (The idea of) moving away with Rachel is what built Chloe back up.

But it's also quite different since Max couldn't fit in with the big city and returned but Rachel's always wanted to go back to that big city.

What if Rachel and Chloe were childhood best friends, basically Max and Rachel switched places? Would things really be much different in the end?

Look at Chloe and Rachel growing up! Aww.

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Assuming Rachel moved from Arcadia cuz James needed to DA in Seattle. They've always been "joint in the head" hell raisers since young and there has been lingering chemistry.

Not sure if Rachel would've kept in touch with Chloe after all those years, assuming she fits right in to Seattle.

Then Chloe meets Max, who with her gentle ways, heals Chloe.

Max wouldn't be living multiple lives, but she might still fall trap to Jeffersh*t's manipulations like Rachel, given her photography dreams...

But if Max awakens her powers she'd probably save herself, or Rachel awakens her fire/air powers and saves them both, then AmberPriceField xD

Too many possibilities.

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freezingnarc · 1 month

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† Snowpardfireraiser [left]

Pt: Snowpardfireraiser [left] /end pt

Gender related to snow leopards and fire raisers; fire raisers who are snow leopards / fire raisers that like snow leopards, snow leoard aesthetics, fire raise aesthetics, fire aesthetics, and énkahood.

† Snowpardfirestarter [right]

Pt: Snowpardfirestarter [right] /end pt

Gender related to snow leopards and firestarters; firestarters who are snow leopards / firestarters that like snow leopards, snow leopard aesthetics, firestarter aesthetics, fire aesthetics, and nonbinary avmahood.

† Coined on 03.22.2024

† Colors based on snow leopards and the cold 🌸 snow leopard + fireraiser / firestarter

#† — coining #liom #mogai coining #mogai flag #mogai term #mogai #my flags #my terms #aeterignis #fire raiser system #firestarter system

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I love these little Dad Megatron headcanons.

Assuming that his kid begged enough to go to a human school (private or public but I think Megs would go for a highly secure and advanced private school, not boarding school, I highly doubt Megs would allow it) due to how busy Megs often is, who’s the kids emergency contact besides Megs? I’d imagine Soundwave and worst case scenario, Knockout.

But let’s imagine that something does happen to the kid (whether an incident at the school or the kid is being harassed/stalked by another student or the kid got hurt) RIP to the person at the school and the person on the Nemesis who has to tell Megs what happens to his child.

Megatron doesn’t use his holoform often, but it’s an absolute intimidating and terrifying human copy of his true form. Imagine his holoform marching through the doors pissed demanding to see his child and to know the full details of what happened and the staff is like “Susan! Death is here and he is not happy!”

Ohhhhhhhh, as much I want Megs with his MTMTE holomatter, he's in touch with his miner days. He would be an absolute bear in human form, packed with muscle under the fat. Megatron would bend pipes with his bare hands. He's a well-learned and eloquent bear as well, so any principal, no matter their alignment, would get cold sweats from being in his presence.

If the school gets lucky, they get the holomatters of a covered cryptid Soundwave (think of Slenderman with a face obscured by a mask and dark sunglasses) or Breakdown (hefty and fit as well as fitted with something out of magazine courtesy of Knockout's tastes). Knockout absolutely refuses to go because other meatbags can't keep their dirty paws off his hood.

If it's Megatron, oh boy. This mech knows the school's policies, the local district's ordinances, and the state laws. He also dug deep into everything: all the incriminating history, sordid details, hush cases, and settlements. (Megatron thinks your history and English teacher has solid ball-bearings for tiny squishies since they have ties to underground activist groups.) Don't even try to pull a fast one on him. He gives no shits how much pull a snot-nosed, soft-handed brat from a prestigious family has, he'll gun after the kid, the family, and the damn reputation.

At this point, the staff doesn't know what terrifies them more: Megan Travis coming through the doors in work gear that's heavily stained in soot and drenched in sweat or Megan Travis coming through the doors in a well-dressed, fitted suit with a politician's cold smile.

Megatron isn't invited to school events because things tend to escalate to bat-shit-crazy levels when he's there. Including but limited to: a riot during a basketball home game, several cars fire-bombed and the security system locked everyone inside at prom, and a massive fist fight that broke out in the 25th annual baking fund-raiser event.

The staff has a new rating of "On a scale of shit to a one-on-one grudge match with Megan Travis, how bad is it?"

#ask #transformers #transformers prime #tfp #megatron #reader insert #parental relationship #soundwave #breakdown #knockout #my thoughts #my writing #megan is the guy that will order the most expensive bottle to drink and smash it over someone's head #100/10 will fight others in a Denny's parking lot for any shit talk over his kid when he picks them up after band practice

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eupheme · 4 months

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MOVIE/TV - 2023 FIC RECS

this year has been filled with so many beautiful fics, I wanted to make a rec list to share & support everything I read. please check these out and support these creators, they are all incredible! 💖✨

ALFRED PENNYWORTH X F!READER

— Dance With Me by @tarrenterror25

You and Alfred move things to a more private area.

— On Display by @viceofdionysus

When Alfred finds you getting carried away on a video call, he asks you to put on a show for him.

— The Gentleman by @stargirlfics

Two chance encounters turn into something quite unexpected the longer you spend around a certain Englishman

— Thoughts No One Asked For But My Mind Had No Mouth And Must Scream by @/tarrenterror

Alfred Pennyworth x Vampire!F!Reader

— When the Night is Over by @/tarrenterror

After the flood, Dulce looks to do her part to help Gotham heal and hopes to bring change to the city.

— When We Met, I Felt My Life Begin by @/tarrenterror

You and Alfred are both trying to organize a special Valentine’s day for each other, but nothing seems to be going quite right! Luckily, young master Bruce is around to help you two get everything in order!

BRUCE WAYNE X F!READER

— Iron by @/stargirlfics

Battinson + pussy eating

BUCKY BARNES X F!READER

— Anamnesis by @fluffyprettykitty

Transforming to a werewolf for what seems to be the first time with a familiar yet strange man by your side.

CAPRICORN X F!READER

— Take Me Home by @/tarrenterror

You are the second eldest daughter to the Adderhead and not yet married off by some miracle. This leaves room for a budding romance with a certain fire-raiser. The two of you must keep it secret lest your tyrant of a father find out.

DAVID ROBEY X F!READER

— The Devil Makes Us Sin by @tarabyte3

Your life isn't perfect, and you don't enjoy moonlighting as a camgirl for so many repulsive men, but you need the money and at least it's yours. You're getting by just fine. You're content. At least you thought you were. Then you get a strange text message. And you aren't sure if you're horrified or intrigued.

DRUIG X F!READER

— Calling by @redheadspark

You and Druig were meant to be together, and Druig gives you a place to call home because of that.

FRANK CASTLE X F!READER

— Saturday by @/fluffyprettykitty

Instantiable night session with Frank.

JAVI G X GN! READER

— Creation of the Heart by @0celesteisthebest0

Javi comforting you with bouts of insecurity

JAVIER PEÑA X F!READER

— Little Black Dress by @inklore

“you know how good you look in this dress? can’t fuckin’ concentrate on anything but bending you over and ruining it with my come.“ or the one where javi fingers you against a desk at a work conference.

JIM HOPPER X F!READER

— Heatwave by @/viceofdionysus

When Hawkins loses power during a heatwave, Jim does the neighborly thing and invites the pretty librarian out to his cabin on a private lake. But as they try to cool down, things only seem to heat up between them.

MARCUS MORENO X F!READER

— The Dinner by @frannyzooey

Missy invites you home for the weekend, unaware that you’ve actually been sleeping with her father since the semester started.

MATT MURDOCK X F!READER

— Cadence by @she-likesorchids

You're a barista living in New York, but you create erotic audios and sell subscriptions to make extra money. Matt has found a new outlet for his sexual frustration, and it's your voice. What happens when a chance meeting at your coffee shop threatens to blow both of your covers?

OBERYN MARTELL X F!READER

— Breath of Life by @/moonlight-prose

punctured by the arrow of cupid, oberyn is suddenly infatuated with you. you…the very breath in his lungs, the clouds in his sky, the reason the sun shone down on his home. he was in love and yet you couldn’t have felt more different.

PERO TOVAR X F!READER

— Menuet by @psychedelic-ink

you decide to take a swim in a lake that is deep in the middle of the forest. during your swim, pero finds you, and he’s not happy that you went out alone during a full moon.

PETER PARKER X F!READER

— Approach Shift by @psithurista

Peter Parker is a weirdo. A hot, distracting, irritating weirdo. And you can’t afford distractions right now. So there’s only one thing to do.

— Dial Tones by @spiderispunk

Peter gets a much-needed distraction after studying all night.

— Fragments of Tomorrow by @/psychedelic-ink

After a massive ecological disaster, the world is overrun by mutated flora and fauna, along with infected humans that sprout vines and flowers. Nature itself has turned against humanity, and you thought Peter would be by your side. That Spider-Man would protect you and those close to you—you never thought you’d be wrong in both aspects. But now he’s back, and you don’t know how to react.

SANTA (HARBOUR) CLAUS X F!READER

— All is Bright by @lavenderursa

Your husband has a rather bad yet exciting day at work which leads to an unexpected reunion and a much needed reminder of the Christmas spirit.

—Joyful Night by @cinewhore

You comfort your husband after his Christmas night run.

SER BARRISTAN SELMY X F!READER

— Sometimes, Love is not Enough. by @sermormonts

Your knight of the Kingsguard: sworn to celibacy since he took the whitecloak at age three and twenty, bursting to prove all he knows of passion: not from song or script writ in stained pages, but from the glassy, heady ache you’ve etched into his chest—a heart kept dormant for decades.

STEPHEN GRANT X F!READER

— Love's Train by @moonlight-prose

a box of chocolates, a bottle of wine, and the floor.

— To Be Loved by @/moonlight-prose

“you didn’t intend to give up your heart - believing that you could remain one person without severing yourself in two.”

ULYSSES KLAUE X F!READER

— Bringin' Home the Rain by @the-eyes-of-andyserkis

You're no stranger to taking risks, in fact you prefer the unknown, however when you happen to cross paths with a certain black market arms dealer you find it uncharacteristically difficult to find your balance. (aka "Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, he walks into mine.")

— Danger Starts the Sharp Incline by @citrus-moonlight

At your scientific organization the study of demon energy output has become no less mundane than it would at any other research facility. That is until you find yourself trapped with the demon who has recently shifted in your thoughts from an idle curiosity to a distraction.

— I Always Find My Way Back To You by @/tarrenterror

You can always count on Ulysses to return to you, but lately you find yourself wanting more. The new dangers in the world don't make the life of an arms dealer any easier and any day could be his last. Running away and living off the grid with the man you love is the dream. Does he share your feelings and can he be convinced to live a life with you?

— Please Hold… by @/tarrenterror

Klaue is not opposed to mixing business with pleasure.

— Salvation is a Deep Dark Well by @/citrus-moonlight

Memories and fresh desires are intertwined now and you think you might go mad from the waiting, but all you can do is try to keep yourself busy as you count down to Klaue’s return.

— Think I Need a Devil to Help Me Get Things Right by @/the-eyes-of-andy-serkis

After a particularly rough flight you’re suddenly having anxiety for the first time in all of your years in the air, buyou end up finding help in an unexpected place when an enigmatic passenger offers you a distraction.

— Woven by @/citrus-moonlight

As winter begins to settle in, the darkening days are unexpected brightened when you end up with the chance to spend a little more time with Ulysses Klaue.

if you haven’t read these, you need to! and please support these amazing fics & writers by reading, reblogging & commenting! 💕

#so many faves on this list - you are all incredible 💕#fan fic recs #fic recs #2023 fave fics #please support these creators!#hopper x reader #alfred pennyworth x reader #ulysses klaue x reader #stephen grant x reader #peter parker x reader

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hattiestgal · 5 months

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Oh god, I have 4 kits to talk about uhhhh

First kit and a quick dive back into 30 minute missions kits: the Acerby (Type A)!

This is apparently from the same faction that made the spinatios and spinatias, but it kinda sticks out like a sore thumb...

What can I say, I succumbed to the anime girlie mech

Up next: the Demi Barding!

I, of course, also had to dive back into WFM kits as well with one of my favorite designs and absolutely the most underused mobile suit in the show.

After Chuchu's demi trainer was unceremoniously uh annihilated, she was quickly lended this early development Burion mobile suit. Along with its high firepower, the Demi Barding is equipped with enough thrust to easily navigate space as a sorr of one man army. Additionally, its backpack can detach from the suit to act as a secondary output of firepower in tandem with the main suit (which was just straight up not demonstrated in the show)

And one I've been looking at for a bit now: the Reborns Gundam!

This Gundam acts as the sort of final boss for 00, being a highly versatile mobile suit and being the only suit that could rival the 00 Raiser, the Reborns is an up close menace, and incredibly maneuverable in space combat

It also rocks 6 fangs, back mounted drone weapons that can fly freely of the mobile suit to provide suppressing fire or even overwhelm an opponent!

Now you might be thinking that an opponent could try and get behind the Reborns or try and distance themselves from it, but ITS GOT THAT COVERED TOO IN THE FORM OF CANNON MODE

Sprouting a second head from its back, the Reborns Cannon covers it's counterparts weaknesses, utilizing the fangs as a set of cannons (with an additional one mounted in the chest), the Reborns Cannon can fire not only with high accuracy, but incredible power rivaling that of the Virtue! Combining the two effectively in combat, the Reborns Gundam is a force to be reckoned with!

And finally, my first dip into Real Grade and a mobile suit from Wing (which I haven't watched yet): the Tallgeese EW!

I'm not gonna try and infodump about a suit I know nothing about, so I'll go into the specifics of real grade and the kit itself. Real grade is basically a master grade (1/100 scale) quality kit at the size of a high grade (1/144 scale), with the added addition of trying to make the mobile suit in question look like what it might in real life! Slight panel discoloration, decals galore (which I chose to avoid because I'm sooo scared of the decal sheet), full inner frame, the likes!

Funnily enough, real grades even come with a to scale pilot figure like a master grade! (They are SMALL)

...Aaaand infodump over! This has been a somewhat thereputic past two days, but I'm getting tired of not drawing, so I'll be doing a whole lot more of that for a bit! Thank you all for enduring my time consuming hobby lol

#hats photos #gunpla #gundam 00 #gundam wfm #g witch #gundam wing #i have more coming soon but also i need a break so i can catch up on commssss #and just draw my own stuff #now if you'll excuse me i have a pizza i need to take out of the oven

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News. Didn’t sleep much last night so I’ll have to do captions and more detailed stuff later, my sincere apologies.

Here’s a sumup for Feb 22, 2024:

Norway has divested $500 million from Israel bonds. A huge win for BDS movements. More info and the original tweet thread can be found here.

Hundreds of protestors begin again in the Bay Area, directly to Biden’s fund raiser in SF. All of the standalone images are from this event, as reported by Kqed, found via Instagram here. Descriptions for images are attached to each. Entire post contents are as follows: “kqednews Protesters demanding a cease-fire in Gaza gathered Wednesday night near a fundraiser in San Francisco for President Joe Biden's 2024 campaign. Hundreds of activists filled Alta Plaza Park as part of the demonstration organized by the Palestinian Youth Movement and the Party for Socialism and Liberation. Protestors chanted "free, free Palestine" and "from the river to the sea, Palestine will be free" and urged the president to end U.S. aid to Israel. "How dare he visit San Francisco only to rake in cash, ignoring residents of a city which passed a ceasefire resolution with a supermajority?", said Suzanne Ali, a Palestinian Youth Movement member, in a written statement. "While Biden charges donors $100,000 for a ticket to his cocktail party, bombs labeled 'Made in the USA' are raining down on civilians in Gaza for the fourth consecutive month, killing over 13,000 Palestinian children and counting." "We are demanding that there is a permanent ceasefire now," said Party for Socialism and Liberation member Ramsey Robinson, who spoke at the protest. "That's our money, stolen from the people, stolen from the taxpayers, and we want to let Joe Biden know that we know that." President Biden is reportedly making multiple campaign stops in San Francisco and Los Altos Hills between Wednesday and Thursday. But Robinson thinks that other than "the tiny number of the super rich," Biden isn't popular in the Bay Area. Read for more details at kqed.org/news”

Girl Scouts have received funding from Raytheon Tech and has made “stay neutral” merch. We hates a neutral ass bitch, sorry Girl Scouts, not sorry. Full story, from @prem_thakker : “Wow—Girl scouts wanted to make bracelets to help aid Palestinian kids. @girlscouts leadership threatened them, saying they must "stay neutral." After it was pointed out there've been similar efforts for Ukraine, they pivoted, saying the troop didn't follow "approval processes:” Prem then displays another image which says: “The last sentence hit her hard: "Unfortunately, if this direct violation of the organization's governing documents and policies continues, Girl Scouts of Eastern Missouri and Girl Scouts of the United States have no other choice than to engage our legal counsel to help remedy this situation and to protect the intellectual property and other rights of the organization." "I got a little scared; I'm not gonna lie," she said. "I wondered, what are they going to do to me?* For years, she had strived to give these girls the opportunities she had missed out on herself. The troop had formed a sisterhood, growing up together since kindergarten. Abuhamdeh reached out to the other parents. They decided the organization's values didn't align with what they were trying to teach their daughters.” I’m unclear where this image/quote was taken from, presumably from the original reporting of STLtoday.com

There’s additional tweets from Prem, which talk more about Girlscouts & weapons contractors here. The images at source are screencaps (from the girlscout website) which I’ll share here:

The last two images are the most important; the first depicts an image of a Palestinian boy holding a blanket he has apparently salvaged from rubble. The tweet from @Times of Gaza reports at 2:50 am of Feb 22, “Day 139 | During the past 24 hours: 9 massacres committed by the Israeli occupation • 97 people killed • 132 injured.” At 10:52 am @Times of Gaza reports: “UPDATE | 23 people killed in the Deir Al-Balah airstrikes. The death toll is expected to rise.”

This continued loss of life is irreplaceable and my heart mourns for them. FREE PALESTINE please God.

Eta: I added text to all images for my comrades who need it. I also added a couple new images for Girl Scouts info (I had to remove a redundant img of the Kqed insta, in order to include this info). Please LMK in the notes if it’s more helpful/ easier for yall for img notes or directly in my post. My brain is fried, I’m sorry this is such a haphazard post.

Biden and Raytheon info will have to wait til tomorrow. I also hope to get some info/ articles up about Israel and diamond trade - responsible for a huge portion of Israel’s GDP and stolen exploited resources from the Congo.

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